listening, sinking and floating back up again

~
And...

A tiny little girl ties flowers to her wrists and bees come round to adorn her
All the time spent dreaming is never lost
Dreams come back through the bells of trumpeting horns
Souls lost out in the ether of death
come back wise in the eyes and the arms of newborns

Hearts can’t help but sing
Can’t help but ring

- From Ether Sings, by Laura Veirs (Carbon Glacier)